She asks me to forget about the past,
because all things have passed.
I ask her to not talk about the future,
because I don't want to loose her.
So here we are our imperfect little bubble.

My brain is telling me I have to do what's right
but my heart always says don't give up on this fight
my feelings ever present
even though my frustration vents
there's so much I want to say to you
but I have so little words
instead I write poems that are true
and plant it in a verse
hoping you will read between the lines
in-between the quips and the rhymes
as they all stem from the heart
each and every single part.

Good or bad
happy or sad
I keep writing
keep wishing
keep praying
that it will help my cause
or else I'm at a loss
not just for words
but for hope.

As its the only thing left
all else is bereft
for fate is a thief committing theft
stealing anything good in my life
as he plunges in the knife
but you will realise I'm already severed
for I have already weathered
so much more
I'm already damaged to the core
already bled from every pore
this is a walk in the park
I'm used to these feelings so dark
this insurmountable hill
the unswallowable pill
the unbreakable deal
that's made on my behalf
caught within sins grasp
an hereditary weakness
the insidious bleakness.

How I yearn for your soft caress
for anything else I couldn't care less
you are my universe
written about in every verse
from the beginning to the very last
Has time really travelled this fast?
Did we have to part ways?
Couldn't our love be saved?
I won't give in
nor rest
till I'm free from sin
and this conflict of interest.

When all I receive is silence
when I no longer read your words
when I can't hear your voice
I can only fear the worst
when I'm no longer important
when I'm still not wanted
when my messages go unanswered
a seed of doubt is planted.

I used to be number one
but now I'm too far gone
Do you still feel the same?
Can you even remember my name?
The words you do not say
used to tell me so much
but now they mean go away
now it's please don't touch
leave me to my resting place
I no longer want to look upon your face.

I know you have your reasons
yet the heart endures many seasons
be it spring or summer
now it's past autumn into winter
so cold without the glow you give
so hard for me to live
your winters breath
is all I have left
another cold silent night
without you by my side
I wait steadfast like a tree
for you to stand beneath my canopy.

I still remember things from years ago
but your face has started to fade
it's not what you say but what you know
and I don't know those memories made
how I wish I had a picture of us
side by side holding hands
my head is full of all this stuff
films, books and bands
yet the only thing I wish to remember
was your rosey cheeks on that cold December
an angel in the snow
how I wish to know
what I once knew
that picture of you
of us..
what's lost...

I have collected up all your things
and filed away all our dreams
for seeing and thinking would be far too painful
yet to have known you I am eternally grateful.

We never really said goodbye
so the shoe box will remain
the same till the day I die
with an unbroken seal
and wounds that will never heal.

Pushed to the back of my closet
is where I leave the boxed deposit
just a collection of things gathering dust
a reflection of us and a love long lost.

If I can only do the same
with the memories in my brain
yet some things cannot be forgotten
so they too remain just rotting.

Hunting crocodiles in my dreams
hiding smiles with our screams
the dead don't scream
they barely talk
hunting prey like a hawk.

Is it better to be the victim or victor?
Is it really winning if someone has to lose?
- maybe it's better not to choose
to not compete with crocodiles
hand not hook
hand not fist
hook no fish
lets all swim freely
lost amongst seaweed
we the weeds of this world
even weeds have flowers
even we can be beautiful
full of life
full of love
full of it
for it is everything
space, the final frontier
no more reason to cry
the crocodiles can't catch us here
nor do we need to give chase
chasing space
changing place
from here to there
from fear to fair
pay the ferryman
let him take you
on the voyage of a lifetime
don't follow the signs
as we all head the same way
all dead at the end of the day
stepping across crocodiles.

Why did the frog cross the road?
- because he didn't want to become a toad
every frog wants to be a Prince
and every Princess needs to be convinced
if you kiss enough toads you will find a frog
if you cross enough roads you will avoid the dogs
the bark is worse than the bite
all they're after is the bone
once that's gone they'll leave you alone
alone, alone, alone
third time lucky
third time we will see
we the weeds of the sea.

Why did you set your standards so high?
I was born with wings but couldn't fly
You said to me "why didn't you try?"
I replied, "I did, but there's no sky"

And yet still I survived the fall
to respond to your mighty call
through the eyes of that child I see
release me father, set me free.

Why was I created in this world?
To be corrupted like a child?
When I was taught how its meant to be
come release me, set me free.

I tried to live my life by your crown
but the rain came and I started to drown
if this pain now is my fee
come release me, set me free.

I was washed away in this dark world
into the pit I was hurled
but I'm not like them can't you see
come release me, set me free.

My heart is pure but my flesh is weak
it is your pity that I seek
recall father when I sat at your knee
come release me, set me free.

So forgive me God if I was bad
I did not mean to make you sad
if you see this heartfelt plea
come release me, set me free.

Please take me now I've served my time
I suffered the pain without a crime
remember me father in memory
I am released, I am set free.